This couldn't possibly be a bad idea, right? No, no. Inviting Robert to my apartment was not a problem in the slightest so long as I behaved myself. The man's wife left, what, a few months ago? If I kept reminding myself that it would be easier to remain controlled. Still, it wasn't every day that I met someone so easy to talk to. Someone who showed interest. Then again, he hasn't seen my angry side yet. People tend to think I'm a bitch.
The classic rock channel is currently playing 'Heroes' by David Bowie which is one of my favorites. I am clad in something much more appropriate this time. The straight blond wig with bangs, a
striped t-shirt and a simple jean skirt. In such a wig, I easily feel ten years younger. I am humming along to the music as I rearrange my things, trying to make the place a bit more presentable. I thought about cooking dinner, but I haven't made a meal in ages. I would have likely burned the place down, so if it turns out that we end up hungry, we can always order in.
No, this is not a terrible idea at all.